Just find Shawn and Gus

I think I could start a blog just about dreams.  Referring to literal dreams at night.  I’ve had some odd ones.  If you promise not to try and interpret and tell me the symbolism I’ll share another one.

photo courtesy the web

photo courtesy the web

A quick preface first.  I used to watch the television show Psych when it was on Friday nights.  When it switched to Wednesday nights though, I couldn’t make the switch with it.  Here in my time zone it comes on 11:00 at night.  On a Wednesday.   I’m too old to stay up and watch it.  I mean, I can’t get to work on time as it is.

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The story behind the post: Task at hand

Task at hand

I sat in the waiting room of the University of Utah Hospital.  A day earlier I received my first introduction to CLL (Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia).  That’s what mom had.  She laid in a bed in ICU hooked up to beeping machines and tubes.  This was the beginning process of what would become four years of what she called, “Poking and prodding.”  On this day, only two of us could visit her at a time so I waited for another turn in the waiting room.   I sat there and took a deep breath.

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